Wednesday, February 24, 2010

I go to the gym five days a week. Most weeks. Some weeks I drop a day and I only make it in four times. Compared to my exercising history, which consisted of a three year membership about ten years ago where I went maybe four times a year, I've been really committed. Every single time I go in, I work out on at least two digitized cardio machines. And every single time I get on one of those machines, I have to punch in my age so it can calculate what my heart rate should be for maximum effect.

I've been typing in 35 for 365 days now. That works out to at least 400 times in the last year that I have been reminded of my age.

Today, I begin typing in a new number. Today, I am 36. Thirty-six. THREE SIX. Honestly, I know that in the grand scheme of things, 36 is not old. I'm not worried about aging. It is what it is. But it is an age that I always saw as grown up. And while I am the married mother of one, I feel anything but grown up. In fact, most of the time, I feel only marginally more prepared to deal with the poop that life's monkeys throw at me than I did when I was 15.

Tonight, I will celebrate my birthday with margaritas and some of the best guacamole Baltimore has to offer. I will laugh and gossip and whine with my girlfriends just like I did when I was 15.

36 comments:

Ah!!! I'm going to be 36 at the end of March and it's killing me...why is it harder than 30? Or 35??? Where are you going in Baltimore? It'll only take me 45 minutes to get there and I'll drain a ton of margaritas (and then have to pay $100 to get a cab back to my house)! Haha...enjoy your birthday!!!

I'll be in the 36 club in two months. Yes, it does SEEM grown up, doesn't it? But as we well know, things are not always how they seem. (Semi-un-relatedly: when I was 16 I knew a woman who was 36 and still had pimples. I thought she was so. old. and felt so sorry for her and her sad sad life. Ah, the ironies of life! Pardon me while I go pick my face.)

Welcome to the 36 club! My husband, who is a year younger than me, can never remember how old HE is, still always manages to add another year to mine, but I'm firmly here until September. Enjoy your day -- milk it for all its worth!

Juliet is going to be Jack's baby mom in the alternate world. Think about it...she's a doctor, if she never went to the island, perhaps she crossed paths with Jack, and they had a kiddo. Makes sense, she's the only one we haven't seen in alternate LOST...thoughts?

Happy Birthday!! That machine won't know if you still type in 35! :) Shoot, my kids gave me a 29th birthday celebration this year! We are only as old as our minds let us be...and the body thing, sounds like all that exercise will definitely keep you young longer! Enjoy your day! ~kristin

Happy Birthday to you my friend! I really hope I meet you at BlogHer this year... please come!!! Also, I don't want to grow up either. Wahhh... also, that's amazing, how dedicated you are to the gym and working out... I just went to the gym today after God knows how long...